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The Wonderful World of Jackie Chan
Tuesday, September 27, 2005 7:52 PM That would've been a more appropriate name for the mess that was 'The Myth'. I'm about to reveal most of the crucial plot elements of the show. However, please don't spoil the show by watching it first before you read my 'spoilers'. It would greatly help for me to remove any shred of expectation you have for the plot... So here are some things that occur within the plot of the story which reveals a lot about Jackie Chan.
The Myth is not so much a movie as it is Jackie Chan's heroic, erotic, chauvinistic and egoistic fantisies all rolled up into a script. Stanley Tong must be a really good scriptwriter. He only took 4 years to arrange all that goey mess into something at least vaguely coherent and somewhat logical. I'd probably take 40, and even then, my script would still be so wrong. ( 1 comment) Journey Monday, September 19, 2005 7:31 PM It was just another mundane trip to camp for duty, made less dreary by my new mp3 player. As the bus was going onto the expressway, Angela Zhang's version of Journey started playing. I was happily savouring Angela's delightfully clear and crisp voice, when I got a shock after hearing one of the lines in the lyrics that I have never really noticed before even though I've heard it quite a few times. So I replayed the song, and this time, on top of savouring Angela's voice, I also listened intently for the lyrics. When I carefully listened to the lyrics this time, I was fatally moved by the song. Good thing the guy in front did not see me dying in my seat. Would've been such an embarrasment. So after the song ended, and I came back my senses, I could only marvel at what Corrinne May (the original singer-songwriter for the song) has done for me at a time when I've been feeling so desolate and distant. I seriously wonder what those guys were thinking when they picked this song for Angela Zhang to sing for some soppy (apparently) romantic Taiwanese drama. Did they realise what this song is actually really about? I mean, there are no blatant indications in the lyrics, but anyone with a basic command of English and is not drunk or stoned would've noticed something... Still don't know what the heck I'm talking about? I'd ask you to go listen to the song and lyrics yourself, but I guess I wouldn't bother if I were you too... So here it are the lyrics. Journey It's a long long journey Till I know where I'm supposed to be It's a long long journey And I don't know if I can believe When shadows fall and block my eyes I am lost and know that I must hide It's a long long journey Till I find my way home to you Many days I've spent Drifting on through empty shores Wondering what's my purpose Wondering how to make me strong I know I will falter I know I will cry I know you'll be standing by my side It's a long long journey And I need to be close to you Sometimes it feels no one understands I don't even know why I do the things I do When pride builds me up till I can't see my soul Will you break down these walls and pull me through Cause It's a long long journey Till I feel that I am worth the price You paid for me on calvary Beneath those stormy skies When Satan mocks and friends turn to foes It feel like everything is out to make me lose control It's a long long journey Till I find my way home to you ... The second last stanza. Calvary is the place where an alleged crucifixion once took place. I asked my friend about this song later in camp, and he told me they play it regularly on radio (the Corrinne May version though). Hehe, how cool is that? ( 1 comment) Inspirational Quote of the Day Monday, September 12, 2005 7:48 PM "Help a man when he's in trouble, and he'll remember you when he gets into trouble again." - anonymous I was listening to this sermon in New Creation yesterday, when my thoughts inevitably brought me to the quote above, which I found in the intranet mailbox when my upperstudy passed his mail account over to me. The pastor was talking about David's three mighty men, and how they were considered mighty because they were very focused on the tasks they were given. How focused were they? One guy 'fought till his hand froze to the sword' alone with David in a battle when everyone else fled. The other guy defeated a Philistine army because they were trespassing the lentil patch (dinner) he was guarding. The last one downed 800 men with a spear because they tried to get past the door he was guarding. Well, for a modern day analogy, it would be like successfully defending your camp against an entire platoon of invading commandos alone, whilst on guard duty at 3am in the morning. Then, on top of being called 'super garang', you would also be called 'mighty'. And then, the pastor said something along the lines of 'So David thought, if I asked him to do something simple, like guarding the door, and he achieved so much, I wonder how much more he could achieve if I asked he to do something more difficult...' And the first thing I instinctively said to my friend beside me was "Wah lau, kenah arrow." Life's like that. You prove yourself to be capable, and people would tend to want to 'utilise' you more, where the optimist would say 'so that you can achieve your full potential' whilst the cynic would say 'so that he can abuse you for his own purposes to the max'. The quote's a highly cynical viewpoint on this issue, but in the SAF environment, a very relevant one. However, being an eternal optimist wannabe, I try my best not to take this quote too seriously, and do my best in diligently accepting all arro... I mean, tasks given to me. Until my CSM praised me for being hardworking today, and helpfully suggested with a straight face that to reward me, my ORD date should be extended. I think it is time I meditate on the true meaning of PRAISE, and try not to recieve it as much as possible. People Rest And I Serve Extra, People Rest And I Serve Extra, People Rest And I Serve Extra, People Rest And I Serve Extra... ( 3 comment) CatholicGirl-Jock-Mugger Wednesday, September 07, 2005 10:58 PM I am notorious for falling asleep in lectures and tutorials back in the JC days. My talent for dozing off in the midst of the most exciting of lectures has given my classmates quite a few memorable moments in their otherwise mundane JC days, none of which I share. They've taken pictures of me lying my head on Huan Hui's shoulders, took turns to copy notes for me, and even wrote a birthday note for me, all whilst I was in slumberland (I think I must've slept the most on my birthday of all days). And now that I'm (sort of) working in an office now, I find that I still have this gift. I eyes always feel heavy during certain hours, and I can't seem to stay awake the whole day even though I've been sleeping steady 8 hours for the past few nights. Heck, the number of hours that I am actually able to concentrate on doing the brainy parts of my clerical work can be counted with one finger, or two. ... A CatholicGirl-Jock-Mugger is something I'm trying to become (vaguely). And for me to fulfil the 'Mugger' part, I've figured that I'll need to be reading with focus for at least more hours than I can count in one hand a day. And I've been wracking my brains and stressing myself out, figuring how I was going to carry on in such a lethargic state into university and still be a successful mugger. And university lectures would surely be more taxing than my clerical work. Recently, I believe I've figured out the reason why I always seem to feel helplessly sleepy during the day, especially after lunch. Initially, I thought that my afternoon sleepiness was caused by my eating too much during lunches, and too quickly, hence resulting in my brain using all its power trying to digest the food. So I started eating more slowly, and chewing my food completely before swallowing, But all I got was a sore jaw after a week or so of trying. Then I found out that if I had a heavy breakfast at the canteen and then a late lunch (when I just started to feel a little hungry), I was able to stay awake throughout the WHOLE DAY! Turned out that having a light breakfast, and holding out with an empty stomache till lunch time was the one that made me sleepy. Regardless of how little I ate for lunch on an empty stomache, it made me feel sleepy. However, the solution would mean that I would soon grow heavier due to my heavy meals. And so, I have to start running more, thereby conveniently fulfilling the 'Jock' part of the mould I'm trying to fit into. As for the CatholicGirl part, maybe I will elaborate another time... maybe not. Nevertheless, (NS) the issue of (IS) prime importance (DOING) now, really is to make sure (ME) that my theory about the (IN) correlation between (I'M) a canteen breakfast and (GOING) dozing off during (CRAZY) afternoons is right. ( 2 comment) |
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